"Name's Dean," Dean stated. He gave Dawn a hard once over. So young. Probably too young. And what a shame. She was really hot, and Dean could think of a few ways to pass the time, maybe even help settle his uneasy feelings about all this.
"Apparently I live here. In room D." He shrugged, playing it off as casual. He really didn't know what was going on, was sort of operating on the assumption that it was all a dream. But, if he was dreaming, where the hell was Sammy?